"Okay, okay, I'm afraid of you." Jin Ju simply stood up and walked away.

"Ha!" Xu Yu sat on the chair, picked up the paper on the table, and recited: "The couplets of Xixiangxuan in Lixia are limited to eight Geng and thirty rhymes, and each one follows the sentences according to the age. Well, the two sisters-in-laws are the oldest, and Sister Soqin is the second, Sister Shufang is the second, Sister Suqin is the second, Sister Ju, Sister Mingzhi is the first after writing."

The spring breeze returns, and the sun fills the window with bright sun. (Zhang Lianyi)

The grass is built to invade the Yao threshold, and the waves of the pond are pounced on and painted by the pillars. (Ye Qin)

The railings are still exposed, and the courtyard is silent. (Shisouqin)

Ducks peek at people, and partridges sing across the trees. (Qin Suqiu)

After reading it, Xu Yu, who was still unsatisfied, immediately said, "Sister Jin Ju, come and write it, I won't disturb you anymore."

Jin Ju smiled and said, "Then you write something for me."

If you write one sentence, I will also write one sentence. After playing for the whole afternoon, Lianyi and Ye Qin were plagued by common things, they left first.

Xu Yu commented: "Today's poems are counted as Sister Suoqin's first, Sister Suoqin's second, and Yun Ning's third. But there are too many heavy words, so we have to change them carefully."

Shi Suoqin said, "It's not like carving a red scroll, why are you changing it?"

Thinking of the conversation between Xiaochun and Luyi, Xu Yu laughed and teased: "Sister can't live without articles at all times. I think this year's provincial examination must be your first prize."

"This is not my arrogant." Shi Suoqin looked confident, "Don't believe it? I will pretend to be a man to accompany you to take the exam and see who's the Yuan Dynasty."

Yunning then shouted, "I want to take the No. 1 exam, too."

The room was filled with laughter. Lu Shufang, who was standing beside him, looked at her brother-in-law and her friend's unrestrained jokes, and she was very envious. This is the difference between a woman and a single lady.

The girl just happened to come and said, "The young master called grandma back and said there was something to discuss."

"Is that right?" Lu Shufang turned his head and looked out the window. Then he realized that it was already evening. He hurriedly said goodbye to everyone, left Yisouyuan, and took a bus back to Dongfu.

I asked my elders for my care and returned to my yard. It was completely dark. When I entered the room, I saw Xu Kun sitting alone under the lamp, and I didn’t know what I was looking at.

Lu Shufang walked over and looked down at the resume of the copywriter Fang Xiagui. He asked: "What is this?"

Xu Kun raised his head and smiled, "Yan'er asked me to ask my father to protect Lao Xia as the head of the military camp. I'm thinking about it."

"What does this matter have to do with me?" Lu Shufang went over and raised her hand in the mirror and took off her hair. Her hair fell down and shook her head, "What are you calling me back for?"

Xu Kun said with a smile: "Can we not sleep anymore?"

"It's too early." Lu Shufang gave her husband a blank look. "I'm not afraid of being laughed at."

"What are you afraid of?" Xu Kun stood up and stretched, "Let's go to bed, Cui'er, come and lay the bed."

"Oh, it's too early." Lu Shufang was speechless at her anxious husband and asked Cui'er who was making the bed, "Have your mother slept?"

"Sleep."

Since Yuan had already rested, Lu Shufang naturally had nothing to say, so she turned around and went out to wash. She came back with a refreshing look and said, "It's still early, I'm not sleepy. Why don't we have a glass of wine and sleep more soundly."

Wine can help the fun, Xu Kun was eager to run over and move a low table of Xiangfei bamboo to the bed. Lu Shufang felt it was indecent and proposed to drink at the Eight Immortals Table. Xu Kun disagreed and said, "It is fun to sit in the bed between husband and wife."

"Then I won't eat it." Lu Shufang kept shook her head.

"Okay." Xu Kun replied to his wife. He took a cup and a pot of wine. The couple shared a glass of wine. They drank one by one.

Xu Kun asked casually: "What are you playing today?"

"Couplets." Lu Shufang's face turned pink and said softly: "Spring heart is sorrowful, and poetry is bitter; sit and wait for the sunset, and hesitate to be infinity."

"Good sentence." Xu Kun smiled. It was obvious that his wife had fallen in love, so she used her verbal jokes to tease her.

Lu Shufang's eyes were flowing, and she didn't say anything after hearing it. Xu Kun's heart moved and said, "I'll bring you a good thing, I'm afraid you'll never see it in your life."

"What is it? Could it be the original manuscript that was lost?" Lu Shufang immediately became interested.

Xu Kun's eyes flashed and he said, "It doesn't matter if you show it to you, you can't ruin my baby."

As he said that, he pulled out a collection of mahogany papers from his sleeve, which clearly stated "Thirty-six Mandarin Ducks Picture".

He turned the first few pages and was full of prefaces and postscripts by some literati. Lu Shufang didn't read it clearly and hurriedly said, "Slow down, slow down."

"What's the best thing about these?" Xu Kun smiled secretly and said, "It's going to be good next."

"Yes?" Lu Shufang reached out and turned over a page. There were pictures of peony flowers on it. There were pavilions and railings on one side, and flowers, plants and trees in the middle. On the stone stool with flowers, there were two naked little people fighting.

Lu Shufang blushed. She had secretly seen similar spring paintings with her friends in her boudoir. Her mother also showed them to her when she got married. Not only did she see them, but she also explained them. The problem was that she could not tell them even if she was beaten to death.

"Who is so disgusting that he actually draws this?" Lu Shufang turned his head and stopped looking.

"Hehe." Xu Kun, who was in a state of excitement, pulled his wife over, sat on his knees, and then pulled Xiaoyi with both hands. Unexpectedly, Lu Shufang held his hand and said seriously: "Are you crazy?"

After saying that, he was about to stand up. Xu Kun quickly hugged his waist tightly with one hand, turned the page with the other hand, and smiled and said, "Look, this is even more interesting."

Unexpectedly, Lu Shufang was annoyed and tore the album in half. Xu Kun was anxious and shouted, "Why are you tearing it up? You don't like to read this page, just turn it over. Don't, don't burn it."

Seeing that his wife was about to burn the paintings, he quickly snatched them. When he saw that a corner had burned out, he pushed Lu Shufang away in anger and started making a big fuss.

Lu Shufang was petite and had no strength. She fell to the ground with a push, shivering in anger, and looked up and said angrily: "You dirty embryo, can I still count on you?"

"Why did you ruin my things?" Young Master Xu Kun had a temper and shouted and scolded and insisted on paying him the Spring Painting.

This was the first time the couple quarreled. Lu Shufang was so angry that she immediately cried when she saw her husband's gentle appearance.

Cui'er and the maids outside were surprised to hear that the two of them turned against each other, and hurriedly ran in to persuade them. As soon as they came in, they found that their grandmother fell to the ground and hurriedly stepped forward to help her up.

Lu Shufang closed her eyes and said, "Go and invite your wife. If I am wrong, I would rather ask your wife to hit me."

After all, it was the first time Cui'er had experienced this. She didn't know what she had no experience and was really going to invite her. Xu Kun was so angry that he grabbed her and pushed her back hard. Cui'er fell to the ground all of a sudden, and Xu Kun ran out with his treasure.

The next day, someone secretly reported to Yuan, who came over and asked, "You two have a fuss? It must be Kun'er's fault."

Lu Shufang, who originally wanted to calm down, felt aggrieved and cried: "Since my wife got married, she always advised him to study and practice martial arts, and be more attentive in everything. He didn't like to listen to it, so that's fine. Last night, I took out a dirty thing to show my wife. When I was angry, I wanted to burn it, and my husband fought hard with me."

When his son was not motivated, Yuan couldn't help but get angry for his wife when he heard this. He also observed that Shufang was not very keen on sexual intercourse. It was called steady in this era. This was also the reserve of being a good wife. He did not want to do anything embarrassing just to make her husband happy.

For example, if a male classmate talks about the flute, a genuine girlfriend or wife, who is willing to do it so disgusting? Unless you like it, and the mischievous woman or lady outside is unwilling to make you happy, because they have no dignity, for the sake of interests.

At that moment, Yuan asked the eldest girl Yumei to call Xu Kun to come in, and scolded him fiercely in front of Lu Shufang. At night, Xu Kun ran to the outer study room to sleep in anger and never came back.

Yuan didn't care and let him go. Chacha Lu Shufang had long wanted to take a good rest for a few days and was tossed a few times every day, which was definitely not a good thing for young women.

The couple had a cold war for several days, but I ignored you and ignored me, but ended up hurting their relationship.

Xu Kun lives in the South Library of the East Mansion, close to the exterior wall. Master Lu, who is in the museum, comes home every night. He secretly brings Chuchu from the embroidery shop opposite him in the eyes of his whole family.

It turned out that after Xue Yu got Hua Liu and died, Xu Kun also had a member of him to track down the whereabouts of the money on Xue Yu. Zhang Shou explained that the interest on the embroidery shop placed opposite him was not as loose as Xu Ye. He spent a lot of money. He was worried that Zhang Shou would lie to him, so he went over to ask in person.

Chuchu came out to entertain her, thinking of a young master from the East Mansion and a beauty who had just lost her face. She hit it off with her face. Just these days, Xu Kun was deeply disappointed with his wife and simply put Chuchu on the bed.

Of course, this can't be hidden from Qi Dashou's eyes, but his food and clothing are all based on his sister, not to mention that Xu Kun's identity is there, and he even thinks he doesn't see it when he sees it.

Zhu He died in that spring book, and Chu Chu brought it out to honor this master. At first, Chu Chu regretted for a long time. When Xu Kun had this, he naturally wanted to have fun with his beautiful wife, so he would not miss her anymore. He didn't want the couple to get along with each other. It was a great contribution to this spring painting.

At night, the two of them had to thank the "benefactor". They imitated each move and every move. Xu Kun realized what it means to be charming and dissolute in Chuchu. Chuchu was very satisfied with him. What are you afraid of being gentle and slow? Let's teach him personally! So Xu Kun's experience value on the bed was soaring.

Every night, the fire of dry tea is really unwilling to waste the whole night. The problem is that the study room is indeed a good place for having an affair. In ancient times, men could not do anything without it, but this is also the place where the incident happened.

Tonight, Lu Shufang softened her heart first and took the initiative to call Cui'er over and ask her husband to go back to the house to sleep. It happened that the servant who was venturing at the door had urinated. Cui'er went straight into the yard and saw that no one came into the house and raised the curtain.

The hot scenes in the room reminded Cui'er of the word "Lang Taosha", because Xu Kun, who was in the Hutian and Hutian, joked: "Chuchu flowers love butterflies, are they love flowers?"

The lyrics say: The pine buttons unbutton the silk skirt, revealing the spring light.

Seduce the fragrance of the heart.

The butterflies can't help but become confused, their wings are busy, and their plays and dances are too crazy, regardless of their makeup.

The delicate branches are weak but you must be careful.

The most abomination is the dewdrop flower room. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!